Beneath the canopy of emerald green,
Shadows dance in the sun’s golden gleam.
A symphony of leaves whispers secrets untold,
In the heart of the forest, stories unfold.

Rivers carve paths through the ancient land,
Carried by currents, guided by nature’s hand.
The scent of pine, the song of the breeze,
Nature’s embrace puts the soul at ease.

The mountains stand as sentinels tall,
Guardians of secrets, they witness all.
Each stone and stream, each flower in bloom,
A testament to life, to nature’s loom.

As dusk descends, the stars take flight,
The forest bathes in the moon’s soft light.
In nature’s cradle, peace is found,
A reminder of beauty that knows no bound.